Okay. I've listened to my share of
Mope Rock,
Shoe Gazer Indie, and even a little Christopher Cross ("
Arthur" is rad...), but nothing prepared me for this amazing and sure to be classic recording. The man locked himself in a cabin in the middle of a snowy wood with a laptop and a guitar, and redefined for me what is possible if you have all the time in the world, and what appears to be a broken heart (Also, it seems you have to have a crap-ton of talent...).
The sentiment of this album locks itself down with, "
Skinny Love," a marvel of production value and songwriting. I haven't been this happy about someone else's blues since
Chris Isaak's "Forever Blue." If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up.... (an homage to the late, great,
Mr. Hughes. R.I.P. my friend...)
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